Jim Lommasson

Postcards, Budapest, Hungary

Les Aigner:  My mother Anna asking my dad Gyrela, if he ever received the food package that she has sent him This postcard was sent to a town named  

Jim Lommasson

Photographs, Chongkal, Cambodia

Saron Khut: In 1980 my mother, my sister and I escaped Cambodia carrying only a few things, as we walked to the Lumpook refugee camp in Thailand.  

Jim Lommasson

Qur’an, Sarajevo, Bosnia

Imam Abdulah Polovina: This is the opening part of the holy Qur’an that I brought with me from Bosnia and Herzegovina where it shows my birth

Jim Lommasson

Books, Sarajevo, Bosnia

Imam Abdulah Polovina: This is the photo of an old collection of Mawlid poems and recitations. The term Mawlid is part of the daily vocabulary of the Muslim population  

Jim Lommasson

Ceremony Bowl, Cambodia

Sivheng Ung: My mother’s silver ceremony bowl.  This kind of silver bowl, my mom used it to collect blessing water or for special occasions such as weddings  

Jim Lommasson

Wedding Photograph, Rwanda

Emmanuel Turaturanye: My father preached that Easter Sunday, April 3, 1994 The genocide started that Thursday, April 7. My family was killed the following day, 

Jim Lommasson

Viola, Sarajevo, Yugoslavia

Dijana Ihas: This is the photo of my viola that my parents bought for me when I was 14 years young. I carried this instrument first, for 7 hours  

Jim Lommasson

Jewish Passport, Vienna, Austria

Evelyn Banko: My parents and I were already in Riya, Latvia on October 5, 1938 when all German passports held by Jews became invalid and had to be sent to […]

Jim Lommasson

Books and Belt, Vienna, Austria

Evelyn Banko: When the Nazis occupied Austria in 1936, my parents hoped they would be able to leave Vienna for a safer country.

Brooke Hoyer

So Many People, So Many Miracles

Twenty-one-year-old Samir Mustafic was in the small orchard behind his home in Bosnia when Serbian bombs rained down upon his family’s property. 

Sankar Raman

Changing the System from Within

Chanpone Sinlapasai was born in Laos during a bloody civil war, and narrowly escaped to the US with her family at just four years old.

Brooke Hoyer

It’s All a Matter of Perspective

His left arm lay dangling from his body. The angle was alarming–entirely unnatural. His midsection was in shreds, ripped apart by Serbian shrapnel that had punctured  

Sankar Raman

War Doesn’t Stop in Iraq

Ghaith Shahib fled Iraq as the United States prepared to invade his country. Instead of finishing high school, he left home on a harrowing journey across the globe  

Sankar Raman

It Is a Genuine Reconciliation

Emmanuel Turaturanye was born and raised in a small town in Rwanda called Ngoma. His whole life he was taught by his parents to love and respect everyone,  

John Rudoff

There is Surviving and There is Living

Saron Khut was only ten years old when he and his family fled the Khmer Rouge-led genocide in Cambodia. His mother’s strength and a key decision one scary